Mark lit a Marlboro and leaned back against the hood of the car. He exhaled lazily into the air with a look of disbelief on his face.
“So you’re telling me you’re gonna be able to sit on this leaf?”
His costume was perfect. He looked just like a story book giant. Mark was a large guy, 6’2” and probably around 400 pounds, and his big, bushy beard added to the look.
“Yup. It’s time I let everyone see what Halloween is like for me, and this Jack and the Beanstalk costume will do the trick!”
The faux beanstalk was attached to Mark’s leg and came up just to his belly,
“You know people don’t shrink, right?” Mark asked, taking another drag off of his Marlboro. You watched as the sun finally began to disappear over the horizon.
“I can feel it, it’s happening!”
As you could feel your body start to dwindle, you were nervous and excited about the possibility of sharing your Halloween curse with your friends. And, as a bonus, Alexis would be at the party - and surely at an inch tall she’d find you cute.
Now just an inch tall, and playing the role of Jack perfectly, you looked up at the giant Mark. The look on his face was disbelief, and is mouth, partially opened in shock, almost dropped his dangling cigarette.
“Holy shit, you weren’t kidding...”
“So I may look the role, but I definitely don’t wanna have to climb the beanstalk - how about a hand?”
“You’re so small...”
Mark appeared shocked and didn’t move. Reluctantly you made your way over to his boot and climbed up it. You reached the base of the beanstalk and started climbing.
“S-sorry!” Mark exclaimed. He reached down and plucked you off the beanstalk between his thumb and forefinger. His cigarette was one finger grip below, and you easily straddled the cigarette butt and sat down. Mark brought the cigarette up to his face.
“Fe fi fo fum I guess,” he said, still looking at you in disbelief.
“Alright, let’s head into the party!” you exclaimed.
Without thinking, and still shocked, Mark put the cigarette into his mouth and took a long drag, trapping you between the cigarette butt and his lips.
“Oh shit, sorry little guy!” Mark exclaimed.
“It’s okay bro, my Aunt Becky has done that to me before... of course she did it on purpose...”
Mark plucked you off the cigarette and sat you on the big leaf at the top of the beanstalk. You sat back against his huge soft belly, and your giant friend made his way up to the house party.
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